Author Archives: Maren

Advent Wreath Ceremony, 2018 — without fire

Introduction: One thing we know about the Messiah. The birth in Bethlehem was not what was expected – those who longed for a Messiah were hoping for a political leader who would free them from Roman rule. Not a child, … Continue reading

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Guest post — Litany of Grief and Hope in a time of wildfire, Linda Grund-Clampit

Linda Grund-Clampit lay pastor at Falls City United Methodist Church in Oregon has sent this litany from her congregation’s worship August 5th after the deadly fires in Oregon and California, and just as appropriate in these days. She writes, “I … Continue reading

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Psalm 150 for World Toilet Day

(The United Nations has designated 19 November as World Toilet Day. 1 in 3 people around the world lack access to a toilet, which means that more people have a cell phone than a toilet. Poor sanitation is deadly – … Continue reading

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Guest Post — by Yosimar Reyes, an undocuqueer

It is my friend Larry Trent who often gets ahold of a fresh poem by Yosimar Reyes, one of the most powerful poets that I know. When asked who he is, Yosimar will say, “Just tell them I am an … Continue reading

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Guest Post — Heather Kelly

Three poems by Heather Kelly, who lives in Peacehaven Village in Invercargill, New Zealand, touch me profoundly. Neighborhood Gardens I visit with God in the streets as I walk: The God whose glory is reflected in roses in rain whose … Continue reading

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Advent wreath ceremony without fire

One thing we surely know about the Messiah. The birth in Bethlehem was not what was expected. One of the things we expect in Advent every year is the lighting of the Advent candles. I made the suggestion last year that … Continue reading

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The old holiday (Armistice Day)

My mother was twenty days old at the Armistice – it was made for her and all children — ending the war to end wars, but she sent a husband to the next one, and, lucky enough that he came … Continue reading

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